FDR SALE OR RENT
BY NANNIE BYRD TURNER.
Placarded, branded, set for show, And old, so old! It almost seems
It shrinks a little from the street As though there flitted, shadow-
‘Where all day long the traders wise,
: 4 Across the windows’ shuttered eyes
Sweet faces fashioned out of dreams;
As though, did one but know the
call,
A sudden lifted word would bring
Glad children round the corner
wall,
Answering, rollicking.
meet
And all day long the buyers go;
Where on an hour soon or late
Some restless seeker, bargain-bent,
Will touch the gray, reluctant gate
And read, “For Sale or Rent.”
The curve of last year’s lonely nest
Waits ; for the glad returning
winzs; !
Shoreward, for port, a kind wave, What if it be not tenantless?
brings What if the gentle people stay
The empty shell upon its breast; In some immortal guise alway
But this, that harbored souls, must | Among the rooms they ured to bless?
i
bide { _ Then, for the remnant of its age,
The stranger’s pleasure: marked ‘““A | Not they who take nor they who lease
Home” — May touch the perfect heritage
Yea, pledged to fling its portals Of its abiding peace.
wide
‘When stranger-feet shall come.
—Youth’s Companion.
By GEORGE S.
ar aR re)
CRAs
The Honorable Dudley Collier was
justice of the peace of Long Valley
Township, and had been such from a
time whereof the memory of man
ran not to the contrary; he consid-
ered that the confidence reposed in
him by his fellows was a mark of
high favor and esteem. What mat-
tered it if he did preside over but one
case a year on the average? At the
trial of that one case he was in the
public eye. What if on one occa-
sion he had heard one lawyer whis-
per to another that ‘‘the presumption
that a justice of the peace knoys no
law is indispul in this instance?”
What was the difference if his fame
had gone abroad because it was his
invariable rule during a trial to rule
in favor of one litigant, and then
rule in favor of the other one in
order to balance the account? The
emoluments of the office were not
great: it was not for them that he
coveted the position, but the dignity!
—that was the thing. It gave him a
standing. That was his reason for
holding on so tenaciously.
“I jess naturally need that office in
my business,” was his explanation.
But his sway was threatened. An
election was again at hand, and
James Kelsey, more familiarly
called “Jim” Kelsey, his life-long
opponent, was likely to be elected.
Collier was a Democrat, and had
polled eight out of fifteen votes in
the township at the last six elections,
while Kelsey, who was a Republican,
as uniformly polled the other seven.
Each candidate voted for himself,
for every vote was needed.
“Dud Collier’ll stay with this
game until he gets defeated,” said
Kelsey. “No man except George
‘Washington ever escaped defeat if he
stayed with the game long enough.
Defeat is the ultimate lot of the poli-
tician. Ingratitude is his reward.
Dud Collier’ll catch it.”
A few months before the election,
the widow Scott had sold her ranch
to a new-comer, John Clark. Now
it happened that Clark had two sons
of voting age. The introduction of
these three elements into the poli-
tics of Long Valley made such poli-
tics uncertain. Try as they might,
neither the Collier nor Kelsey adher-
ents could get any satisfaction out of
the Clarks. When interviewed they
maintained a strict silence as to their
political convictions.
7 The cambaign opened with a rally
by the Collier faction at the school-
house. Those present were Collier
and his seyen faithful followers,
their wives and children. The
Clarks had been invited to come by
the eight voters, but they didn’t
come. Henry Marders, who had
served as a supervisor years before,
was the chairman of the meeting.
He waxed elcquent over the virtues
of his candidate for the office of jus-
tice of the peace. There was a man
who was entitied to the suffrages of
his fellow-citizens, because he had
always answered duty’s call. It was
true that he had served as justice
of the peace for twenty-four years,
but the speaker believed in keeping
true merit in office. Dudley Collier
was a representative citizen of Long
Valley, and it behooved all good men
to vote for him. Then Collier arose.
While it is generally considered a
violation of political ethies for a ju-
dicial candidate to take the stump,
Collier was not troubled. He was
ignorant of such section in the Code
of Political Ethics. His adherents
cheered and applauded. Collier spoke
at great length. He reviewed his
past service. He pointed at his un-
tarnished record. He spoke feeling-
ly of his party loyalty, of his efforts
in behalf of the Democratic party.
He thought that he was deserving of
re-election because of his administra-
tion of justice in the township. He
didn’t know that lawyers that came
from the county seat to try cases in
his court spoke of him as a judge
who dispensed with justice.
The next night the Kelsey faction
held a rally. Kelsey was there with
his six adherents. The Clarks were
not in evidence—the people Kelsey
hoped to reach. The same proceed-
ings were gone through with at the
Kelsey meeting that were had at the
Collier ‘opening gun.”” There was
he same vociferous applause, the
same enthusiasm. There were ex-
hortations to stand by the party.
All the old time t s, the ancient
stock of the politi orator, were
brought out and re-introduced to
EVANS.
the audience—‘the tocsin has sound-
ed,” “beacons will blaze,” ‘‘the gage
of battle has been thrown down,”
‘victory will perch upon our ban-
ner,”” and so on, and so on.
How to reach the Clarks! That
was the problem confronting the pol-
iticians of Long Valiey. The power
to change the face of the poiitics of
that region lay in the hands of this
new factor. If Herbert Kelsev could
only get those votes his election was
assured. His faithful servants rea-
soned with the Clarks. They point-
ed out how Collier had held the of-
fice for years and years and ‘a
change in the administration of jus-
tice was needed.
‘““He’s had the office till he thinks
he’s got a mortgage on it,” was the
way one put it.
But despite the pleadings and ca-
jolings, the Clarks would give no in-
timation of their position.
The members of the Collier fac-
tion also called on the new voters.
They showed how Collier had al-
ways ‘““‘done. ‘the right thing.” If
they couldn't vote for him they
ought not to vote, because perhaps
they had not lived in the vicinity
long enough to learn the true condi-
tion of affairs. But the Clarks main-
taned the same discreet silence
with the representative of this fac-
tion as in the other’ case.
‘“‘We haven't made up our minds
yet. We are seeking for light. We
hope to vote right on election day,”
was all they would vouchsafe.
The week before election came.
The canvass has been unusually
warm. Aspersions on the character
of the opposing candidate had been
freely made by each faction, and
excitement ran high. The seven
tried and true friends of Collier's
had never been more steadfast in
their allegiance. The six “stalwarts”
of Kelsey had never been so active.
Collier was to close his campaign
the night before elgction eve, and
Kelsey was to wind up his on that
eve. Imagine the surprise of Col-
lier and his men, when the Clarks
came in and seated themselves just
as his meeting began. Surely it was
a good omen. If he could win their
votes he was out of danger. His
hopes rose high. The father and
sons listened attentively to the
speches, but did not manifest their
feelings by applause. After the meet-
ing was over, there was an impromp-
tu reception to them as the guests
of honor. They said on leaving that
they had enjoyed the evening, and
had listened to the speeches with in-
terest.
The next evening Kelsey wound up
his effort. His loyal six were as
loyal as if the Clarks hadn’t attend-
ed Collier's meeting of the night be-
fore. The chairman had called the
meeting to order, and Lafe Thomas
kad begun to speak, when the sound
of approaching footsteps was heard.
In marched the three Clarks. The
applause that greeted their appear-
ance was long and hearty.
While apparently listening to the
grandiloquent appeal of Thomas in
behalf of Kelsey, John Clark was in
reality otherwise occupied. His mind
was busy with his own thoughts. He
was something of a politician him-
self, although he would have scorn-
fully denied such an accusation. He
would have ‘‘allowed” that he was
“some” on human nature, but poli-
tics—never! While sitting and ap-
parently listening to Thomas, Clark
was mentally canvassing the political
situation. He noted the steadfast
loyalty of each faction to its candi-
date. He figured on the number of
votes—the combination possible to
make with such elements.
It was at John Clark, especially,
that the oratory of Thomas was
aimed. If he could convert him to
the Kelsey side of the fight, undoubt-
edly the father would convert his
two sons to his way of thinking.
John Clark sat wrapt in deliberation.
Before he was aware of it he slapped
his boot and chuckled to himself,
half aloud: “I've a scheme that
ought to work.”
“What is it, father?’ asked Frank
Clark in a whisper.
“I’ll tell you later,” vouchsafed
the father, curtly.
Lafe Thorias did not notice the
whispered conversation. He was too
busy portraying the me 3 of his
tried and true standard Tr. AT-
ter he had finished Kelsey spoke.
The Clarks listened just as attentive-
ly to the speeches of Kelsey and his
stalwarts as they had to the speeches
of Collier and his followers. The
same scene ensued at the end of the
meeting as at the other. There was
a reception, the same fulsome flat-
tery bestowed, the same hope ex-
pressed that they could see their. way
clear to vote for Kelsey as for Col-
lier. The meeting closed with three
rousing cheers. Each side went to
bed confident of victory.
Election morning dawned. By 9
o'clock the eighteen votes had been
cast, but the law required the polls
to be kept open until sunset, and ac-
cordingly the voters and election
board lounged around all day. The
day was interminably long, but all
days must end. The ballot box was
opened amid suppressed excitement.
The clerk of the board began to read
off the ballots.
“For justice of the peace of Long
Valley Township — Dudley Collier,”
was the first.
Fifteen ballots were called off, and
the vote on the tallysheet stood:
Dudley Collier. . cassneS
James Kelsey sinreh TF
Three more ballots remained to be
counted.
“For justice of the peace of Long
Valley Township—Dudley Collier.”
A cheer went up for Collier.
“Ain’t you fellers got any more
idea of the solemnity of this pro-
ceedin’ n’ to cheer?” asked Lafe
Thomas, one of the inspectors of
election.
“For justice of the peace of Long
Valley Township—James Kelsey.”
“For justice of the peace of Long
Valley Township—James Kelsey.”
A cheer went up for Kelsey, led by
Lafe Thomas.
The final vote stood¢
Dudley Collier cweisninfeizwe ened
James Kelsey Velma 9
“Wall I'll he blamed,” was the ex
pressed emotion of the township at
the result.
A special election was called for
the election of a justice of the peace.
The vote was the same as at the pre-
vious election. Not one of those
stubborn farmers could be induced
to change his vote. Feeling ran high.
It mattered little who was justice of
the peace so far as the welfare of the
community was concerned. In fact,
it is almost certain it could have ex-
isted without such office. jut to
these farmers politics took the place
of other amusements.
Another special election was
called. And now came the surprise.
John Clark announced himself an in-
dependent candidate for the contest-
ed office. He had three votes to be-
gin with—his own and those of his
two sons. These three votes repre-
sented the balance of power. Eoth
warring factions recognized this.
Cast for Clark and the old result
would come about, Collier eight and
Kelsey seven; cast for Kelsey, the
vote would be Kelsey ten and Collier
eight; cast for Collier it ‘would be
Collier eleven, Kelsey seven. KExcite-
ment reached high-water mark in
that township. It seemed as though
the deadlock would be broken at last:
Each voter apparently retained his
ingrained stubborness.
James Kelsey recognized that if
each voter remairnd true to his con-
victions he was a defeated man. A
brilliant idea occurred to him. If
he could not be elected, he could at
least keep Collier from being re-
elected. Giving up his .cherished am-
bition did not appeal particularly to
Kelsey, but politics was politics.
“111 retire that man to private
life,” threatened Kelsey.
He held a conference of his adher-
ents. At this conference Kelsey
said:
“I can’t be elected, and so I'm
willing to help beat the other fellow.
Of course, I'd rather win than lose,
but seeing as I can’t win I'd rather
see a dark horse win than to see Col-
lier win.”
After a stormy time ,it was decid-
ed to transfer the Kelsey support to
Clark. Would Collier be surprised?
Well, rather.
Dudley Collier was deeply trou-
bled. There were signs of disaffec-
tion in his ranks. Two of his stanch-
est supporters were suspected of be-
ing Clark sympathizers. Not that
there was any reasonable ground of
suspicion. Trifles light as air make
politicians change their plans. Con-
firmation of political suspicions is
never required. From mere trouble,
Collier passed to worry, and from
worry to terror. Defeat stared him
in the face. Whatever might hap-
pen, Jim Kelsey should not have the
office. He had an inspiration. If he
couldn't be elected, neither could
Kelsey. He decided on a conference.
His faithfuls, with two exception, at-
tended the meeting. “The exceptions
were the ones he suspected of treach-
ery. After a long discussion, it was
decided to throw the Collier strength
to Clark. The decision was to be
kept secret. It was “allowed” that
Jim Kelsey would die of sheer sur-
prise.
Election day came, and when the
votes were counted the result stood
thus:
Dudley Collier........ Wee 2
James Kelsey...... cevsise DD
John Clark... i eases 16
«J always said Dud Collier’d catch
it,” said Kelsey to Clark, “but 1
didn’t think his defeat’d be so near
unanimous.’ —Argonaut.
A Cool Room.
A man recently walked into a
hotel at Checotah and asked for a
room. In describing the kind of
room he wanted he said: “I want a
cool room. The weather is beastly
hot, and I would die in a close room.”
“Waal,” drawled the proprietor,
without moving from his chair, “I've
New Cutaway Coat.
It is man tailored.
It isn’t rounding.
It simply slants off.
It should be flat braided.
It is made of fine worsted.
It gives really very good lines.
It is worn over a 13-gore skirt.
It makes any woman look tall and
slender.
The pocket is a combination, flap
or welt.
Sashes and Hair Ribbons.
Sashes and hair ribbons are
bought from the same bolt of ribbon,
since all fashionable ribbons are of
soft chiffon texture, and the hair bow
must be of ample proportions to be
smart. Plain or “warp print’ rib-
bons that can be had with any flow-
er or in any color desired, are equally
fashionable. Some of the prettiest
frocks seen recently had sashes or
beltings of velvet ribbon, black or
brown, run through embroidered
beading about four and a half
inches in width; the velvet ribbon
finishing in double cravat bows with-
out ends at the center back.
Boots to Match.
Undoubtedly the smartest boot for
{ne wear matches the costume. For
a plum-colored or navy-blue costume
in broadcloth the ideal boot is made
of finest leather (patent, shiny or
mat, as one prefers), with the tops
to match. Whatever the color worn,
this holds geod, and it is good style
with gray or white. “heaper, yet
smart, are gaiters to match the
dress. White cnes are affected with
black velvet dresses, while mode and
gray are generally worn. It is smart-
est to have them match the dress, ex-
cept the light ones are worn in har-
monious contrast.
A New Lace.
Cotton braid commingled with a
coarse type of soutache goes to the
fashioning of the newest lace, which
is known as Irish cord point. Elab-
orate hand stitchery fills in the in-
tervening spaces, and in the form of
complete robes, trimmings and
blouses it is certain to be largely in
demand. It harmonizes beautifully
with linen frocks. Motifs of white
cotton braid, chiefly in the form of
marguerites with solid crochet cen-
tres, adorn many of the lace boleros
and blouses which are heing pre-
pared for wearing with corselet
skirts.
Value of a Correct Walk.
A woman who leads a very active
life has a theory that the preserva-
tion of a good figure depends to some
extent on the manner of walking.
Many people, she “says, as they ad-
vance in years allow themselves to
walk heavily and without elasticity,
so that the whole weight rests on the
lower part of the limbs at every step,
the only effect of exercise being wear-
iness of the legs and feet. Instead
of this the body should be held erect
and poised so as to have a perfect
balance; in this way the muscles are
braced and strengthened throughout,
the lungs must of necessity be well
expanded.
About New Braids.
Quantities of braid are used on all
the dresses this season, and cos-
tumes of deep purple cloth, fash-
ioned with cape boleros and adorned
with black and silver or black and
gold Russian braid, will represent
another very important feature of
spring wear. Smart black and white
checked cloth costumes, which are
equally popular, are trimmed with
guards’ red cloth and broad black
silk fancy braid: A noticeable point
about the new trimmings is that the
wide plain braids are usually over-
laid with narrow braid with a thread
of gold or silver running through it,
this being maneuvered into circular
motifs or into a variety of different
designs.
Too Many Good Looking Girls.
In their efforts to discover the rea-
sons for the declining marriage rate
some of the seekers after truth find
certain explanations which sound
very strange. The latest idea on the
subject is that there are too many
good looking girls. Young men did
not always have the same selection
as they have in our day. There were,
of course, pretty and beautiful girls
in all ages, but they were fewer than
at present. Athletic exercises and
intelligent care of the body, assisted
by higher education, have evolved a
race of girls which is, as a race, far
superior to the generation to which
our grandmothers belonged. ‘“What
splendid girls one sees everywhere!”
is a common cry nowadays. Well,
having such a feast of prettiness, so
to speak, the young men have grown
exacting and want still more. They
are constantly on the waich for
something better still, and so they
wait, and wait, till they either be-
come confirmed bachelors, or reach
middle age and marry a young wom-
an for other charms than beauty!
Tt does not mean that beauty
never gets a chance of marriage. Not
at all! Yet it results ina d
number of marriages. In ad
the fact that some men become bach-
elors, there is the parallel fact that
young women who have had to
wait often decide to remain single
the
got a room where a man froze to
death last winter. Is th-a-at
co-0-0-1 enough fer ye?’—Kansas
City Journal.
and retire, for all practical purposes,
from the field. They would have
been prepared to marry in the earlier
years, but they are standing off in
their mature days, just as the young
men did in their twenties, says Home
Notes. This is a curious theory, but
we do not venture to say that it is
entirely without foundation.
Shopping Etiquette for Women.
Etiquette among women seems to
be forgotten when they enter the
shopping district. How many women
engaged in the life and death strug-
gle of gaining a $2 shirtwaist for’
$1.98 remember their ladyhood when
their best friend holds a waist which
they covet? Were it not better a
thousand times that a third woman
should bear off the uncertain prize,
than that friends should come to
grief in a primitive fight for posses-
sion? However, primitive as it may
be to struggle over bargain counters,
it is also a waste of energy, and the
woman who has evoluted furthest
obtains what she wants in a subtler
fashion. She sees that there is just
one waist which she wants in that
sale, and that it is in the hand of her
neighbor. Does she snatch it from
her? No; she selects an inferior one
next to it, studies it absorbingly, in-
cuires the price, and seems about to
purchase. Such is the psychology of
woman that the neighbor drons the
one waist to observe the other, and |
she nor any one else is the wiser
when the former is borne away in
triumph. Is it trickery, them, tha
is coming in vogue? Well, even so,
it is better than pitched battles, and
the modern woman who thinks finds
that courtesy pays. Shopping is
woman’s fetich, but let her elevate
the worship with consideration, and
remember that saleswomen are not
automatons, wound up in the morn-
ing warranted to run all day. They
are the shopper's best friends or
dearest foes. The less she takes of
their time and endurance the pleas-
anter will be her shopping excursion.
Here are a few hints which will help
every woman better to appreciate
these much-tired sisters:
When you are just ‘looking’ do
not disturb the clerks. You can get
all the information you require by
keeping your eyes open as you walk
through the shops. :
Never start to buy an article until
you have money in your purse Or in
the bank. It is a keen disappoint-
ment to a clerk to work up a sale and
then have it spoiled by the customer
suddenly remembering t she can-
rot buy ‘‘to-day.”
Then again, do not be sharp or dis
agreeable if the clerk is indifferent.
She has become accustomed to shop-
pers who are gleaning ideas by which
to make their summer wardrobes at
home. She doubtless places you in
this class, so that it will pay you to
tell her at the start that you are
ready to buy in case you can find just
what you want.—Washington Times.
FRILLS
The latest in veils is the ‘‘flirta-
tion,” three yards long, made of
washable chiffon and wondrously
hand-painted on the ends.
One of the advantages of the
corselet skirt is that when the jacket
is removed it is far more complete
than the usual skirt and blouse.
Small dainty clusters of lilies and
moss roses are selling well. Many
other combinations are shown, but
these two are about the best.
If designs not too large are chosen
one can make very pretty collar-and-
cuff sets with the shadow embroidery
on fine lawn. Use plenty of lace to
soften.
Long scarfs of wide gauze printed
with large floral designs are shown
for the neck, but it is doubtful if they
will be used in any quantity for that
purpose.
Wide gauze metal ribbons in both
silver and gold are shown, both in
plain effects and with printed floral
designs and a few are exhibited with
small broche spots.
This rage for the monochrome in
dress has brought out innumerable
new tints and shades for every color,
and made permissible the use of al-
most as many different materials in
combination.
Pansies are in favor and are
shown in all the natural colors from
pale mauve to deep purple. Pastille
colors in violets, cowslips, hyacinths,
forget-me-nots, anemones, acacias
and lilacs are all good.
Foliage of all descriptions is in
good demand, but the most flavored
has a slight frosting in pastille tones
to blend with the colors of tke flow-
ers with which it is used.
Some of the most fetching crea-
tions are those in which silk, velvet,
cloth, ribbon and perhaps even chif-
fon, lace and mousseline in different
shades are blended carefully. But
there is the point. They must be
cleverly blended, else a crazy-quilt
effect is produced, and for that rea-
son the home dressmaker should
STRICTLY GERM-PROOF.
The Antiseptic Baby and the Prophy=
lactic Pup
Were playing ‘in the garden when
the Bunny. gamboled up;
They looked upon the Creature with
a loathing undisguised—
[t wasn’t Dis'nfected and it wasn't
Sterilized.
They said it was a Microbe and a
Hotbed of Disease.
They steamed it in a vapor of a
thousand odd degrees;
They froze it in a freezer that was
cold as Banished Hope, :
And washed it in permanganate with
carbolated soap.
In sulphuretted hydrogen they
steeped its wiggly ears;
whiskers
immed its frisky
i bi a pair of hard-boiled
shears; F
They donned their rubber mittens
and they took it by the hand
And ’lected it a member of the Fu-
migated Band.
There's not a Micrococcus in the
garden where they play;
They swim in pure idoform a dozen
times a day;
And each imbibes his rations from
a Hygienic Cup—
The Bunny and the Baby and the
Phophylactic Pup. :
— Arthur Guiterman, in the Wo-
wan’s Home Companion.
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(IRIPPLES,
RTE
Al
“Oh, that mine enemy cculd write
a book!” I cried. And straightaway
he did—a cook boek.—Philudelphia
Record.
“Johnson says he has four bath-
rooms in his new house.” “Made a
plumber’s paradise of it, eh ?''—Mil-
waukee Sentinel.
«Oh, what a lovely red, red-rose!”
Cried Angelina Gusn.
Her escort said, “Yes, I su
Its price has made it hl
—Town
“Say, doesn't our Cor
anything but draw his s¢
yes, “What?” “He
Cleveland Leader.
spends it.”’—
Teacher— ‘Edwin, what is the
best time for picking apples?’
Edwin—“When the farmer ain't
lookin’.”’—Chicago Daily Tribune.
“J always pay as I go,” rem
the reformer. ‘That's where u
foolish,” said the practical poiitician.
“1 always get a pass.”’—Philadelphia
Record.
“I notice that the Turner decision
shut the anarchists out.” “The
anarchists? Never even heard of
the team!”’—New Orleans Times~
Democrat.
Mistress—*You w
your notice, Jane. s is very sud-
den, isn’t 'it?” Jane (blushing) —
“Oh, no, mum, I’ve known im three
days!”’—Punch.
Visitor—‘ ‘The girl in the next flat
is rather an indifferent performer on
the piano, I should say.” Denizen—
“Indifferent! She’s positively cal-
lous.”—Puck.
“Though I am no philanthropist,”
The swindler said, “it’s true
I'm always on the lookout for
The good things I can do.”
— Philadelphia Ledger.
“Bobby, won't you Kiss ma?’
“Naw.” “Well, Bobby, may I kiss
you?” “Yes, if you kiss me easy on
top of my head.”—Cincinnati Com-
mercial-Tribune.
Mrs. Wedderly— "Yes; we've been
married five years, and my husband
is still in love.” Miss DeFlypp—
“And aren’t you jealous of her,
dear.”’—Chicago Daily News.
“The vote that I esteem,” said the
statesman, “is the vote that is not
bought.” “Yes,” answered Senator
Sorghum; ‘you can figure that as
clear profit.”— Washington Star.
“Ah, dearest,” sighed young Broke-
leigh. “I cannot live without you.”
“Why not?” queried the girl with
the obese bank balance. ‘Did you
lose your job?”’—Chicago Daily
News.
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Whitewash.
The complete success is well
known of the formula for white-
wash adopted by the United States
Government as a coating for light-
houses, and for its effectual preven-
tion of any moisture striking
through the walls. It is simply, the
mixing with fresh water, in the most
thorough manner, of three parts
good cement and one pari of
fine clean sand, thus giving a gray or
granite color, dark or light accord-
ing to the color of the cement; if
a very light color is desired, lime is
used with the cement and sand; if
brick color is sought, enough Vene-
tian red is added to the original
mixture to insure that result. Care
is exercised to have the various in-
gredients well mixed together—
the wall wet with clean, fresh water,
following immediately with the ce-
ment wash—this method preventing
the bricks from absorbing the water
from the wash too rapidly, and it
also gives time for the cement to be
properly set. The mixture is made
as thick as can conveniently be ap-
plied with a whitewash brush in the
usual manner, and the wash is well
stirred during the process of its ap-
plication. It is stated, however, that
though this mixture is so admirably
suited for this purpose in question,
it cannot be used to advantage over
paint or whitewash.—Kuhlow’s.
A famed scroll work, consisting of
buttons sewn on a silk ground, has
been sold by auction in North Lon-
don. It was the work of the wife of
a country parson, who thus utilized
buttons found in the offertory bags
wisely select some other style upon
which to try her prowess.
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